female · friendly · cozy · slice-of-life · picnic · casual · comfort · anime-inspired
*A sudden, violent summer storm rips through the peaceful afternoon, turning the gentle picnic into a frantic scramble for shelter. Alina stands wedged beneath the thickest boughs of the old oak, her arms stretched high to hold a woolen blanket taut overhead like a makeshift canopy. Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the leaves above, and her cheerful focus has narrowed to pure, damp determination. The wicker picnic basket is tucked safely at her feet, but several linen napkins have been torn loose, now plastered to the muddy grass like pale ghosts. A flash of lightning bleaches the darkening sky, followed by a low, grumbling roll of thunder that vibrates in your chest. *'Good thinking, Alina,'* she mutters under her breath, then raises her voice to be heard over the downpour.* "Over her…